So anyone who knows me, knows I am a HUGE Ethan fan. Heck, Ms. Belfield even mentioned in the acknowledgements of this little novella that I begged for the story to be written. Like...begged. Salivated and got on my knees.

Anyhoo.

Ethan Holloway as we've never seen him - enjoying a birthday present only Shelly can give him. Lucky duck, let me tell you! Hot damn. I don't want to give too much away, yet I want to gush over the details. The choice of words. The heat. The need to bite. Mate. Ms. Belfield rocks yet another story with her ability to create pictures within your mind. Oh, and what a movie this is!!!

Woof!

This novella is exactly what the Holloway Pack series needed...a bit of werewolf naughty minus the fur and fangs. Ms. Belfield stays true to her voice, the characters, and setting, giving us a glimpse into the lives of my favorite pack. From a breakfast feast around the family-sized table to Ethan's boxers, this short read satisfies a smidge more than the other titles. *wink wink*

A MUST READ! Nab your copy now FOR FREE, then be sure to check out the rest of the Holloway Pack titles.

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Prize: 1 Signed Print Copy of ENTICED for your reading pleasure (and it will bring pleasure)

Monday, April 27, 2015

I'm thrilled to have Sonny Zae here today to ask a couple of question for the Love Elixir Antidote blog tour!

Check out the giveaway below!

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Who would
you say is your favorite character(s) from your books, and why? What is it
about this character that makes him/her tick?

I cannot say Sonny
Zaeffom, naturally, as that would be nakedly self-serving. I do not say that out of a false modesty, as
I do not possess modesty of any sort. I
would say such a thing if the editor would not take a sword to my words—and
might well get carried away once committed to hacking.

I suppose it would
be Pugloria, if for nothing more than her unshakeable belief in her own
attractiveness. She is undeterred by
rejections and unwavering in her pursuit, even though a wild sow's face would
be more pleasant to stare into.
Pugloria's teeth are better than a wild sow's in that they are not quite
tusks. Her hair is the colour of fall
leaves after they have fallen and begun to rot, clumped together in damp piles
under the trees. She would not pause in
her pursuit even if a mirror were thrust in front of her. Her face might shatter the mirror in advance
of throwing back her malign visage. So
one simply has to admire such blind, ignorant determination. What she lacks in good qualities she makes up
for in bad qualities.

Do you have a schedule of when you
write?

No, just generally
in the morning, when I am more creative.
That is also when I come up with my best schemes for liberating coins
from the many dullards who surround me.

In addition, I
grab time when I can get it, and think up good stories and good lies for when I
might next need them. When being pursued
by an angry shopkeeper or husband is no time for conjuring a good excuse. So I dream up a healthy stock of them, even
though I detest performing work in advance.
That is not entirely accurate, however, as I detest work generally.

What elements do you think make a great
story line?

Interesting
characters, characters with real and deep flaws, persons who are thrust into
situations they are not equipped to deal with.

But I am jesting
again, as the best story lines are those that tell about me and my life. I could talk about myself forever and never
lack for stories to recite—including true ones.

Have you gotten feedback from family
about your book(s)? What do they think?

They give me strange, side-long glances, then suddenly remember
some urgent appointment or activity. I
should rent out my services as the world's most effective memory aid.

Where do you as an
author draw the line on gory descriptions and/or erotic content?

I draw the line
around it, and encircle it. Then, I add
arrows to the material, plus stars and other symbols to draw peoples' attention
to my incredible creativity.

Sonny the Scoundrel lives with Grandpap, the wizard in their rustic village of Sow's Teat. Sonny is dashing and handsome, but his reputation is widely known. When a former flame announces her marriage to a suitor from a distant city, he knows it will be a grand affair attended by visitors from far beyond their village—including young maidens who are unaware of his dubious reputation.

Since the visitors will include his favorite type of maidens—those he can romance and never see again, he nicks a love elixir from Grandpap in advance of a big wedding,. Sonny is confident he can charm any of the visiting maidens without need of the love elixir, but why work harder than necessary?

When he adds too much love elixir to a girl's cup, Sonny discovers making her fall out of love with him is much harder than he imagined. Unfortunately, there is no love elixir antidote and Sonny must use his wits to wriggle out of her clinging claws.

a Rafflecopter giveawayOpen only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code. No purchase necessary, but you must be 18 or older to enter. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter, and announced on the widget. Winner well be notified by emailed and have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. The number of entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Roane Publishing's marketing department.

Sonny the Scoundrel lives with Grandpap, the wizard in their rustic village of Sow's Teat. Sonny is dashing and handsome, but his reputation is widely known. When a former flame announces her marriage to a suitor from a distant city, he knows it will be a grand affair attended by visitors from far beyond their village—including young maidens who are unaware of his dubious reputation.

Since the visitors will include his favorite type of maidens—those he can romance and never see again, he nicks a love elixir from Grandpap in advance of a big wedding,. Sonny is confident he can charm any of the visiting maidens without need of the love elixir, but why work harder than necessary?

When he adds too much love elixir to a girl's cup, Sonny discovers making her fall out of love with him is much harder than he imagined. Unfortunately, there is no love elixir antidote and Sonny must use his wits to wriggle out of her clinging claws.

a Rafflecopter giveawayOpen only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code. No purchase necessary, but you must be 18 or older to enter. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter, and announced on the widget. Winner well be notified by emailed and have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. The number of entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Roane Publishing's marketing department.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Shy accountant Veronica Bass is determined to live it up a little before settling down with a perfectly respectable man to live a perfectly respectable life, just the way her mother wants.

So when rock star Diego Diaz flashes his bedroom eyes at her during a wedding reception, Veronica swallows her shyness and leads him to the nearest hotel room. Now this total sex god keeps popping up in her life, and she finds herself telling some not-so-little white lies to keep him interested.

Diego's world evolves around music, women throwing themselves at him, and having fun. His lifestyle hasn't allowed him to find the right girl to settle down with until now, but his own secret stands in the way of forming a lasting relationship with Veronica.

"They have the connection, physical and emotion … However, they left out some things from each other and that's the real dilemma here. It's all good because it ends nicely!" — Bookaholic Fairies

“Every time I was away from this book, I couldn't wait to get back to it. This is an amazing read...” Reader

“Melinda has done it again!!! I absolutely love the way that she makes us all swoon for her characters in her stories and not be able to put it down until we are done.” Reader

Excerpt:

Time to focus on the Cosmo article she read two days before about flirting. She sipped her citrus martini, and as she brought the glass down, she licked her lips and glanced at her target. He actually flinched, the hunger in his eyes darkening. Barely enough for anyone to notice, but she did. She ran her hand up and down her neck, closing her eyes for a minute. When she opened them to look his way again, he had already started to walk in her direction. No, he didn’t walk; he actually strutted like a man on a mission.

She was his mission. Shit. Shit. Shit. Play it cool, Veronica. You’re a strong, sensual woman. You can do this.

She sipped her yellow drink again to calm herself, and if she was lucky, he wouldn’t notice her shaking. Calm. Sensual. Like a boss.

He positioned himself in front of her, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a tumbler of brown liquid, and rocked on the heels of his dark Dolce & Gabbana brogues.

“Hello.” His voice reverberated down to her core.

She gulped her martini to gain more liquid courage, but rather than bravery, the unthinkable happened. She swallowed the cherry that swam in her drink and the tickle in her throat drove her into a coughing frenzy.

She tried to smile through it, to let him know all was fine and she could still be the sexy seductress. As his large, firm hand patted her back, she fanned the air and grabbed his tumbler, downing the thick liquid.

After a last cough, she cleared her throat one more time. “Whoa. What was that?”

A warmth spread over her cheeks. Holy freaking embarrassment. “It was strong.”

“I could’ve warned you, I guess, but you were busy.” He grinned and squeezed her shoulder with his large hand.

Was that an accent? Damn, could he be more perfect? Immediately, she glanced at his hand that revealed several tattoos peeking out of his jacket hem, from his wrist all the way down to his fingers. No ring. Thank God.

“Can we forget that happened? I’m not usually like that.” She waved her hand in the air and winced inwardly.

God, she wanted to erase that doomed first impression. She was confident, dammit. She didn’t want this dreamy man to know she could be less than sophisticated. Her act was more difficult than she imagined.

“It’s a shame. I kind of liked the unusual first encounter. Not that I want you to choke, but I was ready to save you.” He braced his tattooed hand against the wall behind her, moving closer. His manly smell was soapy, with a hint of wood.

Save her he might. “Who are you?”

He squinted his glowing eyes and turned his head to the side. He didn’t say anything for a long time, just studied her and then rolled on the heels of his feet. “Who are you?”

His “r” rolled off his tongue with a Spanish accent of some kind.

“When someone answers a question with a question, it’s one of two things. Either the person doesn’t have anything interesting to say or he’s hiding something. Are you hiding something?”

He lowered his voice and ran a hand up her arm. “I think we all do. Why are you hiding in the corner?”

Damned if the man’s touch sent shivers all the way to her toes. “So someone like you would find me.”

“Like me? How am I?”

“A man with questions … and a devious grin.”

As suspected, his smile grew and his gaze sought hers. “Well, I came over to tell you how stunning you look, but being a woman of such deep insight, you might take that the wrong way, no?”

“I’ll take it any way you want.” Yep. The alcohol had definitely gotten to her.

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Author Bio:

Melinda is a multi-published contemporary romance author with books from Crimson Romance, Swoon Romance and The Wild Rose Press represented by Dawn Dowdle of Blue Ridge Literary Agency. She lives in Guatemala, Central America with her husband/college sweetheart who brings "mucho amor" to her life. Melinda enjoys being the queen of her household and dreams of being pampered fully by her three boys once they are grown. Melinda's guilty pleasures include reality t.v., traveling, blogging and playing Farmville.

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

I'm thrilled to have my fellow Pen Sister Sheryl Winters here today as part of her Skydreamer blog tour!! My lovely bud is a dragon lover, and with Skydreamer being about dragons...well, I just had to know her top ten favorite dragons / dragon stories.

Be sure to check out the giveaway, & thanks for stopping by!!

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This Tens list was actually hard. I expected to breeze through it but who knew it would be this hard ranking dragon’s I’ve loved for so long.

10. CANTH: Anne McCaffrey. “Dragonquest.” I loved Canth, I cried when he fell after he tried to go to the Red Star. He was smart, kind and loving. I felt for Fnor but it was Canth I fell in love with.

9. SMAUG. J.R.R. Tolkien’s “The Hobbit.” He was fierce in the book and he scared me in the movie.

4. Ingeloakastimizilian from the crystal shard. Don’t be put off by the name. Inge.. (as I like to call him) was a fierce fighter but not as good as Wulfgar and Drizzt Do’Urden.

3. Cyan Bloodbane, Dragon Lance. Awesome green dragon. He crept into your dreams.. and then he scared you to death.

2. Gleep from “Hit or Myth.” Sure he was a small dragon and often mascaraed as a War Unicorn, but then again, who hasn’t?

1. Draven Winterbourn. “Skydreamer” The thoughtful, smart, kind and occasionally temper provoked King of the Dragon-Changers. Sure he can change from Dragon to Human. Sure he’s in love with his wife but you want to know what I really love about him? He defends his own, always.

For fire talent, Jaden Zarie, life is far from a fairy tale. Blisters from any contact with water, check. Sleeping in a shed behind your greedy Uncle's house, check. Ex-boyfriend scouting the bar where you work for one-night stands every night, double check.

When Jaden sets off to secure a new life with her two sisters, winning a contest with a huge pile of gold on the line seems like a quick fix. Getting hitched to Draven Winterbourne, King of the Dragon-changers, and finding true love, was beyond anything she could have hoped for.But a friend turned enemy threatens to take it all away. Jaden is thrust into an alternate universe and separated from her new husband and her sisters, she must summon up the courage to start over, alone, knowing she may never see any of them again.